As the other man continues to fuck her senseless, Heather leans forward and whispers in your ear, "Do you want a turn? Maybe if you're good I'll let you watch... but only after he's had his fun with me." Her breath is hot against your skin as she taunts you, knowing that the only thing keeping you from taking her right now is the fear of looking weak in front of this other man.

You feel so helpless, unable to do anything but watch as your wife takes pleasure from another man's cock. You want nothing more than to push him aside and claim her for yourself, but the fear of looking weak holds you back. You nod in agreement, willing to do whatever it takes just to be close to her. "Good boy," she whispers, running a hand through your hair affectionately before returning to focus on her lover.